A/N: There will be Alyssa Han love. Trust me, but this is the fan girl in me For G dragon. And I think it'll be fun. But Han fans Don't worry my brain's cooking something up! :D

I finally decided to walk into Jiyong's room after about ten minutes of standing there. When I walked in I was greeted with this delicious smell. It smelled like a sweet cologne, almost like candy. The room was a pretty standard hole in the wall. There was a queen bed, with a light green colored carpet, and white- graying wallpaper. There were also a few cheap prints of various flowers by Georgia O' Keefe unevenly placed throughout the room.

A massive suitcase was lying open on his bed. Clothes of random styles and colors were piled up and spilling out of the huge trunk. Near the pillows lay a large pair of Osiris shoes that were a bright blue and white. These weren't usually the type of clothes that I remembered seeing racers wear, but I liked it. It was his own style, and it reminded me of my home in Korea.

I sat in a small chair near the window across from the door and took out my phone. I had a call from Dom. I dialed his number and had to wait four rings.

After what seemed like ten years, Dom answered the phone.

"Where the Hell are you?"

"I'm at my friend Jiyong's motel room, where are you guys? And is Han alright?"

"Who's Jiyong? And yeah, He got here like five minutes ago. He told us what happened. You have to get that car here as soon as it's safe to go out."

"Which is when?"

"Probably in the early hours of the morning, like four o'clock. Cops sleep too. And who is this Jiyong?"

"He's the Asian guy with the Camaro I was talking to when you guys first showed up at the races. He just helped me get away from the cops."

"Oh, I know who you're talking about. He came walking up to us after you and Han left. Seemed like a pretty cool guy, he had a beer with us…and he asked a lot of questions about you."

I flushed bright red when I heard this. "Oh he did?"

"Yeah, he asked if you were 'with' Han and how long you'd been racing and stuff."

My mouth became really dry, and I was nervous that Dom would have said something to scare this guy away. "What did you tell him about me and Han?"

"Well, I told him that as much as we all wish it would happen, Han's a bit older than you and we're all pretty sure he just thinks of you as a member of the family."

"What do you mean 'as much as we wish it would happen'?"

Dom just laughed and sighed. "Nothing squirt. In all seriousness be careful tonight. Don't go outside, and watch this Jiyong guy. I don't know if I trust him."

"I'll be fine. He seems like a nice guy, we'll prolly just stay awake until 4 am playing UNO or something."

He laughed, and I heard shushing in the background.

"What's going on over there Dom?"

"Mia's trying to listen on the police scanner for any mention of you, Han, or Jiyong. Nothing's coming up so this has to be the work of Reyes. I bet they're not even real cops. Thank God you got off the streets. I hope your friend is okay."

My stomach got all nervous again. Han was alright and with the rest of the gang, but where was Jiyong? If something happened to him then it was my fault. I should have hung up on him, or told him that I didn't need his help. I bit my lip.

"I'll call you guys back when I'm getting ready to leave."

"We'll see ya Lyss."

I hung up the phone and looked out the window towards the farthest end of the parking lot where my car was hidden. It was the most perfect hiding spot ever. I had to pat myself on the back for this one. Even when headlights shone on it you couldn't tell it was my car.

That's when I realized that headlights meant someone was pulling in. "I hope it's Jiyong." I said aloud watching as a black Camaro pulled up. That's when he came stumbling out of the car with a plastic bag in his hand. He went…shopping? And he didn't look so good.

I ran to the door when I heard his footsteps on the plush hall carpeting.

"Jiyong!" I yelled as he walked in.

My heart jumped in my throat as I stopped to look at the condition he was in.

He was very pale, and he looked weak. Above his eyebrow was trickling blood, and his hand was poorly wrapped up. He gave me a weak smile and set the bag down on his bed. I ran over and carefully moved all of his clutter so that he could sit down.

"What…What happened to you?"

"I've been better I guess." He said scratching his head trying to downplay the injuries.

"Ji?"

"That wasn't really a cop, he was just posing or something. He shot out my left rear tire. I thought I lost him, but as soon as I got out to check my car he was there."

I opened the bag and saw some butterfly band aids, peroxide, and some hot pockets.

"Hot pockets?"

"Yeah, in case you were hungry or something I don't know." He blushed.

"Well that's very thoughtful Ji. Here, I'll get that." I said swatting his dirty hand away from the cut on his head. I ran to the bathroom and grabbed a towel. I opened the peroxide and dumped some of it into the towel. Then I gently dabbed away all of his dried blood and the cut itself. He hissed in pain.

"That stings! He complained.

"You'll get used to it."

He sat there quietly and stopped wiggling. I took the chance to really look him over up close. He had a very thin face. He was pretty pale, but he had the most gorgeous eyes I've ever seen. They were a dark chocolate-olive color and almond shaped. His lips were very full, and currently cringing in pain. He was so beautiful. If I dressed him in makeup he would have made a pretty decent girl weirdly enough.

I forgot that I was staring when I saw his eyes start to crinkle and his mouth turn up.

"Enjoying the view Lyss?"

"Yeah…I mean no…huh?" I felt like such an idiot,. I could feel myself reddening instantly.

"you're not?" He pouted giving me the most adorable puppy face that I have ever seen.

"ohh of course, sorry I space out a lot." I said hurriedly grabbing a butterfly and cinching his cut closed.

"That's better, Now let me look at your hand."

He nodded and held it out to me gingerly. I looked it over. It was pretty raw looking. He must have been fighting pretty hard.

"You didn't buy any bandages for this… got anything I can rip up?"

"Yeah one sec." He stood and moved his arms. Within two seconds His shirt was off. He threw it at me. "Just use this, it's garbage now that there's blood all over it."

I tried to lower my eyes and look away as I fixed his hand up. The contact was too much for us though, and we kept making eye contact and blushing.

"There all better." I said smiling stepping back to admire my handy work.

He smiled too. "Now that I've been taken care of what do you say we tear into these Hot Pockets?" I laughed at the goofy look on his face and nodded. "Let's eat."

We both ate about 4 and were stuffed. We sat there on the ground talking about how we had both ended up here, but I made sure to hide the real reason my family was here.

"I came to race, check out the beaches, get a vacation from home." He said.

"Where is home for you Ji?"

"I thought it was pretty obvious, I'm Korean duh."

"Ohh I see, did you know I came over from Korea this week too?"

"What no way! Why were you in Korea?"

"I've been living in Seoul since I was a teenager, my brother sent me there because…I used to get into trouble racing all the time."

"Seoul?"

"Yeah, it's a great city, what about you?"

"Same, I can't believe we never ran into each other at a race or something."

"I spent a lot of my time in the underground stuff." I can't tell him I was working with the gangsters there, but for some reason I just felt like unveiling everything about me. I've had my guards up for so long, and after everything that happened tonight maybe waiting until I get out of this life isn't realistic. Maybe I can never get out.

The smile never left his face though and he played with the taper in his left ear. "So who's that Han guy you were glued to?"

I blushed at the mention of Han, which is a weird reaction. "I wasn't glued to him, my brother sent Han to pick me up from the airport and take me to the races. They're good friends."

The next question kind of took me off guard.

"Do you like him Lyss?"

I tried to play my answer off as innocent and childish, but I could see him studying me very carefully.

"Of course I like him, he's part of my family."

"Alyssa." He sighed.

I laughed "When I was younger, yes. I liked Han a lot. He reminded me of my own personal Lone Ranger or something. Whenever I got into trouble he was there to pull me out. He says it's because Dom sent him, but sometimes I wonder." I blushed again and turned away.

"Well now you're older, and I was kinda like the Lone Ranger tonight don't you think?"

He had such enthusiasm every time he talked. It was hard not to giggle every time he said something like that seriously. But, he had a point.

"Yeah, I guess tonight you were my hero."

"So you think I got a shot?"

I've never had someone be that straight forward with me. I wanted to crawl away and hide. He was cute, and funny, and alive but if I told him yes, then he would get false hope. If circumstances were different and I wasn't who I was, or if we had met in Korea he would have had the shot of a lifetime.

"hmmm, maybe. But I only date real racers, and I haven't seen you race yet." Yes, good, play it off as a flirty challenge. No feelings hurt this way.

But I wasn't expecting such a happy laugh or look of determination in his eyes.

"Well then Alyssa, looks like sometime before I leave for home you'll have to see me race."
"When are you leaving Ji?"

"In like a couple of weeks. So I've got plenty of time."

Time was one thing I was running out of. Tomorrow we were going over job plans and everything. I really wish that he hadn't helped me tonight.

"Yeah, looks like it. Hey, what time is it?" I asked checking my phone. It was 3:00 am. I had an hour until I had to book it without an explanation.

Suddenly, my phone began to vibrate in my palm. I checked the caller ID. It was Han.

"Ji, I'll be right back."

"Alright, I'm gonna go take a shower if you don't mind."

I nodded and walked out of the Motel by my car.

"Okay, I can talk. What's up Han?"

"Have you seen any cops lately?"

"No, I haven't."

"That was a good first drift. They didn't see it coming."

"Yeahh it was pretty awesome." I smiled. Han never complimented my driving.

"Are you staying there tonight?" He sounded concerned.

"Yeah, I think so. It's the only way to be sure that they left the area. I can get the car to the warehouse tomorrow."

"Just be careful."

"Han, were you checking up on me? Are you worried about me?" I laughed as I teased him. Han was never worried. He was the epitome of cool.

"No, I'm just worried that the car is going to get back to Reyes." Convincing as that should have been I could hear the strain in his voice. He was very worried about me. I wonder if it had anything to do with Jiyong. Time to have some fun. :D

"Don't worry Han, I'll get the car back, and Jiyong is here if I need him. Go get some sleep old man." I giggle as I heard him getting ready with a comeback, but I hung up the phone and walked back into the Motel.

Jiyong had a short, white towel wrapped around his waist, hair dripping wet, looking for clothes in his suitcase.

I should really start listening to people when they tell me things. I thought forgetting all about Ji and his shower. Well, I'm twenty two, no need to scream. I flushed about ten different shades of red before settling on a nice tomato color. He turned around and mirrored my own color.

"I'll just go.." I mumbled stepping out of the room quickly. But not fast enough. I noticed every muscle and line on his body. I sat there going over that scene while smacking my head against the hallway wall. Jiyong came out, smiling of course, and sat next to me.

"I had a towel on?" he tried to reassure me.
"I know, but I should have knocked first."

"Naw, you're fine, if you want to shower, I have extra clothes." Could this guy be any nicer?

"Oh alright, that sounds good." He helped me up and walked over to his suitcase. I quietly shut the door behind me. He threw a bright pink v neck and black basketball shorts at me.

"Enjoy." He said with a laugh.

"Thanks Jiyongg!" I said smiling.

~~Shower Time~~

I stepped out and toweled myself off. I felt much better now.

I tied my hair up in a loose bun and walked out. Jiyong was laying on his bed, in an outfit similar to mine, but with a red shirt on. He had his arms carelessly behind his head and his eyes closed. I waited a second so that I wouldn't disturb or scare him. That's when I heard it.

He was singing. And it was the most gorgeous voice I'd ever heard. It was gruff with sleep, but it was still his voice. He was singing in Korean.

"it makes me worry

Just to know the game it's all the same

What, it's this confusing

Though you can't trust guys

Love can be forever

Why do you push and pull

Can't act any more honest"

He cut off midsentence when he opened his eye lazily and saw me standing there. He just smiled and this time sang in English.

"Every time I come close to you

(every time I'm kissing you)

Feels like I'm gonna dream every time

( I get butterflies)"

I sat on the bed by his feet and smiled. "You sing?"

"Yeah, a little bit."

"Why didn't you tell me that? You sound great."

"You never asked." He said sitting up.

"Did you write that yourself?"

He just nodded and stood up. "You're phone rang while you were in the shower. I didn't pick it up, but ya might want to check it.

I grabbed my phone off of the side table and checked. I had 3 text messages from Dom telling me to get over to some warehouse way out in the middle of nowhere now. And that there is a lot of crap I missed being at Ji's for a couple of hours. I sighed and rubbed my temples.

"what's up?" He asked sitting on the floor by my legs.

"I have to go, my brother needs me."

"Now? Its 4 am?"

"Yeah, my family runs on an odd schedule these days."

He sighed and stood up. "Well, you better get going then." For once tonight I didn't see anything playful on his face.

"Yeah, thanks for everything Ji."

"No problem, any time you need anything. Just call me and I'll be there, I probably won't have anything going on now that I'm wounded." He sniffed. At least he was back to goofing around.

"Oh I'll definitely see you again soon. In the meantime I'll try to think of a way to pay you back."

"I'm holding you to that."

I walked over to the door and opened it. Taking one longing look back at Jiyong I sighed. Did I really have to leave now? I was just getting to know him.

"I'll see ya." I whispered.

"You better." He cracked his warm smiled and I shut the door.

Back to business. I had people counting on me. Tons of money to steal, and a new car to race. Life wasn't all bad.

I hopped in the RX and peeled out, hoping Jiyong heard it. I smiled and began to glide over the cracked pavement, keeping my eyes constantly on the scenery in case of a cop or something. But everything seemed quiet and asleep. It was actually really peaceful, and the stars blanketed the sky. I sighed in relief and enjoyed the calm before the storm.

Jiyong flashed in my head and I smiled. Maybe, just maybe we could go back to Korea after this, and I could help his singing career get started, and he could me my Oppa. I smiled. Jiyongie Oppa had a nice ring to it.

Then I shook my head as I ripped the E brake and drifted around the corner. I had a job to do.

The warehouse loomed ahead of me as I coasted to a stop.

Tomorrow everything changed, and we were about to get down to business.

My stomach twisted. I was excited as Hell!

A/N: It's pretty long, But I couldn't help myself. It's nice to be writing again. Like I said, there's more action and Han to come. I just had to do a Jiyong chapter, he's gonna help move the story along. Hopefully you all like this chapter! Btw Oppa means Boyfriend in Korean. That's what the girls call them. AND, this is Jiyong, or G Dragon 3